Im So Wet Daddy Novel Novels & Stories

I grunted feeling the fullness in my stomach and I flinched when I felt the poke on my poleste. I'm gonna cum! N-no I can't! “Ahhh! Daddy!” I moaned instead, turning the remote to the highest. Kai gasped, his tongue sticking out, his eyes rolled back as his body arched up. Daddy slammed deep inside, my legs trembled and my toes curled. My tongue stuck out as I swayed on Kai's chest from the force of Daddy's slam. “P-please!” Kai yelped. Daddy grabbed my hair pinning me down as his pace quickened. “I- I can't take it! E-easy!”

The combination of sensations was overwhelming—the fullness in my ass, the pleasure from my clit, the taboo thrill of finally being completely claimed. "Touch your pussy," he commanded. "Feel how wet you are from getting your ass fucked." I slid my hand between my legs. I was soaked, my arousal coating my fingers, dripping onto the desk. "So wet," I moaned. "God, Daddy, I'm so wet—" "Because you're a dirty anal slut who loves having her ass fucked. Aren't you?" "Yes, Daddy! I'm your anal slut—" "That's right. And you're going to come like this. Come with my cock buried in your ass."

“You hear how wet you are for me, baby? You’re dripping down my balls like a good little whore. This is what you needed, isn’t it? Waking up and getting your cunt ruined by Daddy’s cock.” “Yes—yes, Daddy!” she sobbed, her hands braced on my chest as she tried to match my rhythm, her nails digging into my skin. “I needed you so bad… I love how you fuck me. Harder—please, I can take it. Wreck my pussy, Daddy!”

growled dirty. Dropped wet kisses on neck, buried face between thighs bent over counter. Tongue battled core, sucking. Intoxicated; grasped breast, moaned hushed. "Ahhh... don't stop... here?" Wide quiet scream. Saliva sprinkled, mouthed pussy, sucked. "Oh yea... ageeeeghhhh... hhhh." Fluid more, fingers through two pounding rough. "Harder... harder brother's fingers!" Arched subtle. Deeper pumps. "Aaaaaaa..... hhhhh!" Muffled climax, he licked clean.

“How wet are you for me?” “S-So, sooo wet,” I stammer. “Good girl. Are you going to cum all over daddy’s cock?” “Yes.” “Yes, what?” “Yes, daddy.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, a flare of bliss ricochets through my body. “I’m going to cum,” I whisper. He groans, “Fuck, you look so hot with my cock stuffed in your ass. I’m going to fill you up completely. You’re going to be leaking with daddy’s cum all day. Do you like that?”

The water poured over us both making everything slick. His body pressed against mine his cock already hard and pressing into my thigh. He broke the kiss just enough to growl, “You're mine kitten. Daddy wants you so bad” “Daddy,” I whispered my hands sliding up his wet chest. “I… we can’t' “I want you” he said his fingers digging into my hips. “And tell me you don’t want this cock, dirty little girl? I nodded biting my lip. “Yes, Daddy… fuck! I want it”

I moaned around his cock, the sound muffled and desperate. He pulled out suddenly, wet cum shining on my lips, and hauled me up by the hair until I stood trembling against him. “Say it,” he ordered, voice rough as broken glass. “Scream Daddy and I’ll give you what you’re dripping for.” I laughed, hoarse, wrecked, spit and pre cum shining on my chin. “Five men couldn’t break me,” I whispered, pressing my naked body against his, feeling his cock twitch between us. “You really think you’re different?”

"Missed you, baby girl. Lectures keeping you from Daddy too long?" I'd crossed the room in a daze, hands sliding up his chest, feeling the heat of his skin, the steady thump of his heart. "Missed you more, Daddy. All day thinking about your cock—how it feels stretching me, owning me." He'd groaned then, hands gripping my ass, lifting me effortlessly onto the desk, papers scattering like fallen leaves. "Show me how much you missed it." His fingers had hiked up my skirt, finding me bare and dripping, two thick digits plunging in without mercy, curling to hit that spot deep inside that made my vision blur. "Fuck, so wet already. This pussy's always ready for Daddy's big dick, isn't it?"

Kissed me like he was punishing me for making him wait all day. I melted into it, hands clutching his shirt, grinding against him shamelessly. “You were so wet at dinner,” he growled against my mouth. “Sitting there full of my cum, letting me touch you while your daddy laughed five feet away. You like being a dirty little secret, don’t you?” “Yes, Daddy,” I whispered. “I love it.” He spun me around, bent me over the edge of the bed, flipped my dress up. “Hands on the mattress. Don’t move them.”

' She threaded fingers through his wet curls, hips bucking lightly, the water making his licks slicker, hotter. Amelia's breath hitched, pleasure sparking anew despite exhaustion, but curiosity cut through. 'Daddy... you said no showering for the whole day... changed your mind?' Her voice was breathy, legs trembling as his tongue probed deeper, sucking gently on her inner lips—'Uhh... don't stop... but tell me.'